Page 128 of Broken Destiny

Her eyes followed my hand.

“What money?” she asked slowly. “What bag?”

For a second, uncertainty flickered through me.

Then I crushed it.

No. I had seen the bag with my own eyes.

She’s still trying to play innocent.God! She’s a good actress.

I reached into my pocket, pulled out my wallet, and took out the letter.

Without thinking, I flung it toward her.

She flinched as it hit the floor in front of her.

Her mouth fell open as she bent down to pick it up.

I watched her carefully, studying every movement as she unfolded the paper and began to read.

Her eyes widened, and rapid blinking followed.

“Now you are going to tell me that this letter is not true and that you know nothing about it, right?” I scoffed bitterly. “I almost believed this whole act of yours. Thank God I came to my senses.”

She opened her mouth to speak, then stopped.

She tried again.

“I… I…”

“Can’t lie your way out of this one, can you?” I closed the distance between us. “You are such a good actress. Trying to fool me again with your innocent face and your lies. Does Liam know about you? Did your late husband know who you really are? About your past?”

She stared at me, frozen in place.

“When I first saw you at the restaurant, I thought I was imagining things. Then I saw you again at the office. I was glad fate brought you back and presented you in front of me. I was so angry at you. I hated you for everything you had done to my family. To me. Your betrayal caused us so much pain.”

“You are getting it all wrong,” she said, her voice trembling.

“Yeah, right. To think I almost trusted you again after spending time with you. I wanted to hurt you the way you hurt me. I wanted you to feel the same pain I carried for years. I was ready to do it until Greg convinced me to hear your side of the story, but this…”

I gestured toward the bag.

“This is the truth.”

Grinding my teeth, I forced the words out.“You were after my money from the beginning, just like the others. My mother saw through you, and I refused to believe her. You came to this smallvillage, charmed another rich man, had his child, and took his money after he died. Congratulations.”

I clapped my hands once, the sound sharp in the silence.

“You have outdone every woman I have ever known.”

“You don’t understand?—”

“I understand everything now,” I cut her off. “Everything.”

The words burned as they left my mouth.

“You never loved me.”